Wont you come see Mama
The painting I made
It supposed to be a house near the waterside
But I titled the paper a bit
Now it looks a boat in a river
And birds look like worms
swimming across towards the end
Wont you come and see Mama
How the rainbow peeps through the mulberry bush
I didnt find the orange crayon in my box
So I had to again paint it red
Wont you come and see Mama
That the water has reached inside the boat
I stopped it by wiping it with the cloth
and placing wood
But it has flooded the whole page
and reached our house-floor!
-written on the prompt"wont you come and see" by Matsuo Basho
Labels: child, mother, Poem